This is a sad story a girl named Mary Mac And her lover Bob Needle
Softly I can hear her Hey, Bobba Needle, Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bob, hey, Bob
Mac, Mac, Mac All dressed in black, black, Don't cha I'm tryin', tryin', tryin' to come on back, back, back
'Cause I took a plane, plane, But there was rain, rain, rain And was no flyin', flyin', flyin' So I took a train, train,
Oh, Mac, Mac, Mac It off the track, track, track you see I'm dyin', dyin', dyin' Just to on back, back, back
Oh, I can hear you callin' Hey, Bobba Needle, Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Bob, hey, Bob
Well, I took a boat, boat, But it float, float, float So I kept on a puffin', puffin', was all she wrote, wrote, wrote
So I wear my cross, cross, cross And I a horse, horse, horse But it keeps runnin', runnin', runnin' All the track, track, track
Baby, I lyin', lyin', lyin' Can't you see I'm tryin', tryin', tryin' cha know I'm tryin', tryin', tryin' Just to come on to Mary Mac
Oh, softly I can her holler Hey, Bobba Needle, Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Needle Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Hey, Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle Hey, Bob, hey, Bob